I, the Sacred Lord of Taixuan, Why Does Everyone Call Me a Demon?

Su Xuan transmigrates to a world of cultivation and becomes the Holy Lord of a sacred land. “What the heck? Father took the whole leadership of the sacred land beyond the borders, and not one of them came back? Now even a minor demonic sect can come here and trample all over us?” Faced with the sacred land's crisis, Su Xuan awakens the “Fourth Calamity System,” which can connect to the real world and summon players to the cultivation world. No cultivation techniques? How about the Dao De Jing? Don't know how to forge artifacts? Try an introduction to materials science, cultivation-world edition. Can't refine pills? How about chemistry, cultivation-world edition! Who says cultivators can't serve ordinary people? A certain prodigy: What does it mean that the guy over there has a Innate Dao Body? How is he so much stronger than me? A certain Confucian genius: Your Confucian disciples are a head taller than everyone else, with the character for “benevolence” showing through the muscles on their backs? They beat people up while saying, “A gentleman who lacks dignity cannot command respect”? A certain demonic sect: That's nothing! They've even got a bald guy who says “Buddha is merciful” while crushing people's heads, with a dragon tattooed on his body. Is that what your Buddhist sect is like? A certain demon lord: So what? Even the most gifted genius is useless once they enter my Ten Thousand Souls Banner. They'll have no choice but to serve me! Wait, why is my Ten Thousand Souls Banner turning red? A certain righteous sect: Don't even get me started! Their branch sects have taken over our entire sacred land. A certain alchemist: Why can they mass-produce pills? And why are they so good? How is that even possible? A certain artifact craftsman: Shut up! I spent three whole months busting my ass to make a weapon I was going to sell for thirty thousand spirit stones. They sell theirs for three hundred, and the quality is even better! Many years later, the extraterrestrial demons stare at the humans who cannot die and only grow stronger the more they are killed, and fall into deep reflection. “Which of us are the real demons?”